I'm trying to think of what I accomplished in 2006 and all that really comes to mind is being completely nude from the waist down at an after party in the wee hours of Jan 1st.
I'm sure I must have done something worthwhile between that debacle and today, sitting alone in my boxers in this empty building waiting for the holidays to be over so the unbearable loneliness can be forgotten for another couple weeks.
BRB I'm going to skim some blog posts to see if I did anything.
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I'm Back.
This is what happened this year.
JANUARY
I became nocturnal.
I wrote one of those depressing personal student newspaper things about getting older but then never submitted it.
I started reading a book Dianna gave me for my birthday, but then gave up because it was too depressing.(The giving up occurred in February)
FEBRUARY
I got a music thingee (There was no post but there are some comments).
I got way too excited about the Winter Olympics and bought a $40 hat that everyone else hated.
I took up and quit smoking all in one evening.
The building depression of the month culminated in a (later aborted) return to medication.
MARCH
I took a long break from blogging because I was fucking messed-up.
APRIL
The Fed-ex depot completely upstaged the Yeah Yeah Yeahs in my heart.
I got really drunk.
MAY
I became addicted to watching re-runs of Project Runway daily at 4 am.
JUNE
Terrorism in Canada.
I pondered what it would be like to be King of the World.
JULY
I put the hate on Portuguese people.
I got a job and started ending posts with a picture.
AUGUST
I got REALLY, REALLY drunk 5 days in a row.
I began "Notes from the Toilet"
August '06 became officially the most fun month of my life.
I got really pissed off at Glendon Housing.
SEPTEMBER
I touched Wayne Coyne through a plastic bubble.
I got a job, a radio show and my blog moved to its current location.
OCTOBER
Loz and I got linked by a Bird-Flu linking site.
I started to hate school again.
NOVEMBER
I wrote a really long post about how I'm doomed to poverty. It was also my 200th post.
I fell on my ribs and had to sit next to a stinky old man.
DECEMBER
I failed a personal challenge and decorated a tiny tree.
I spent 9 hours watching The Office
In conclusion, with the exception of the entire month of August, the Winter Olympics, Melissa's Birthday, the Tim 24 and becoming impregnated with Wayne Coyne's alien baby, this year licked chode.
Hopefully 2007 has two Augusts.
Keep on tranglin,
Anthony
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6 comments:
Ah, the bird flu site. Good times, good times!
2007
I was a little too eager to post that.
As I was saying... 2007 has two Augusts and a Smarch.
There was nothing in this post about me.
It's good to know that the love we share is so memorable.
Happy new year! Have fun in Cambridge!
Happy New Year!
Oh, I am soooo coming back here.
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